I’m done but I think I’m dead now. I really do. 

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Oh Naya … “I fit in some work-outs and I stopped eating my cheeseburgers for like, one week.” - Honey, if people like me do that, we don’t magically grow abs instead of our beer guts. I have the physiology and body type of an Italian meat ball.

Well, whatever, as long as you continue to make me drool with your general existence, feel free to only quit your burgers for a week.

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lol what the fuck remember when i smoked weed

I just want to marry you and make lady babies with you.

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My sexuality is fluid.

I joke around and refer to myself as “heteroflexible” at times, but I’d prefer not to check myself into any sort of box. I like what I like and that doesn’t necessarily mean guys or girls, or guys and girls.

I like people. I couldn’t care less what gender you are. I want to be with someone I can cuddle and laugh with and just feel completely comfortable around. It is extremely difficult for me to feel anything for anyone and for a while I’ve had my worries and doubts about myself wondering why I couldn’t figure out who I liked, why I never “liked” anyone, or what I’m into - until I realized that I don’t have to. All I was doing was searching for a stereotype to fit into to make myself more comfortable. It was ridiculous. 

I’ve never openly discussed this head on. Ever since I’ve come to terms with it I’ve kind of just been acting like it was whatever because I was pretty sure everyone else had somewhat of an idea anyways. I just wanted to really clarify though. 

I fall for someone’s personality and heart, not what’s in their pants. It doesn’t matter to me and if it does to you, I ask you kindly to fuck off because you are someone I really don’t need to be around.

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